Would it help if I stood around uselessly not knowing what to say?

Real life is sometimes boring, rarely conclusive and boy, does the dialogue need work.

How many fingers am I holding up?" he inquired. Lucille regarded him blearily and said, "Avocado.

Also, vampires don't eat food. You never get to eat chocolate again. Ever. I'd rather die.

Wearing that? Wouldn't you fancy a shapeless cardigan instead? You rock a shapeless cardigan, honey.

Which brings us to the least sexy word in the English language, kids," Dad said, kicking back in his chair. "Inbreeding. Avoid it.

When Jared smiled, his teeth were stained with fresh scarlet. "Don't you hate me?" he demanded. "I'd hate me." "You just tried to drown yourself," Ash said. "You seem to hate yourself plenty already.

Technically speaking, you drive like a rabid chicken who has hijacked a tractor.

I am in full possession of the amazing power of being sarcastic.

Jared glared. Some people, Kami knew, had bedroom eyes. She was saddened to have to admit that Jared had filthy alleyway eyes.

Alan: Conning people out of their savings. Forgery. Blackmail. Selling real estate on Mars. We could have it all. You with me, Bambi?" Sin: "Clive, I was with you from 'I'm a social worker.

Outrage is the special kind of anger you feel when you believe that people are getting things they don't deserve. Outrage of this kind is anger at injustice.

We are citizens of heaven. We must conduct ourselves, worthy of our calling, faith in Christ.

People want to spend time together and I just couldn't pretend that I wanted to do that. But now I do get it. [..] Though I still don’t do that.

Freedom of conscience entails more dangers than authority and despotism.

I deserved to find pleasure that surpassed my imagination, better than any I had experienced.

I love men who have a lot going on in their lives, like I do.

Every day I wake up and I really try to pinch myself to take advantage of today and to use that freedom of gesture to do what I really like to do.

I love going to weddings.

I'm lucky not to have a nine-to-five job.

... one of art photography's most vigorous enterprises--[is] concentrating on victims, on the unfortunate--but without the compassionate purpose that such a project is expected to serve.